Chapter 46: The Aftermath

Once I finally wake up, I begin to slowly stretch as I sit up and open my eyes while wiping the sleep out of them. As I do, I realize that Brandon is gone. His side of the bed is cold as I slide my hands across the silky sheet and wonder, “How long has he been gone?”

Yawning, I struggle to climb out of bed because my feet are tangled up under the covers. Once I free myself, I stand and stretch once again before walking over to the black, room-darkening curtains and open them all at once. Something feels strange this morning as I scan the room and find no traces of his clothes from last night.

“Hm. What to do?” I murmur under my breath as I stick out my bottom lip and blow air out.

The moment the air hits my nose, I wish that I hadn’t. It begins to tickle and then I sneeze loudly. Rushing to the bathroom, I note that Brandon’s clothes are in the wicker hamper behind the door and that there is a wet towel thrown on top of them. “He clearly has taken a shower without me.” I thin